Enough Already About A-Rod

Like you, I would rather spend three weeks trapped inside a hot, windowless bus waddling from Maine to Seattle than hear another thing about Alex Rodriguez. It's exhausting. Insufferable. I would like to build a pinstriped rocket ship and launch the saga of A-Rod into outer space, where it can be adjudicated and picked apart far from Earth. I apologize in advance to outer space.

I cannot take it anymore, the breathless discussion of the baseball career of someone who is not currently playing baseball. This is what we miss...